Catherine Coulter - Medieval Song - 4 by Secret Song

Author:Secret Song [Song, Secret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:39:01.524000+00:00

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"No. He didn't touch me. I convinced him that we would both rot in hell if he forced me without marriage first. I told him he would ruin mine own honor ifhe took me without marriage first. I begged and pleaded. I prayed he would not be able to find apriest, and so he didn't, until that same day you came for me again. I was also fortunate that he left me for much of that time to search for Welsh outlaws."

"I see," Roland said, his voice emotionless. He strode across the small room to the window slit. Hestood there gazing down into the inner bailey. This iswhere Daria had stood, helpless and a prisoner, for so many days. He turned suddenly and said, "Why don't you have sickness from the babe? I have heard it common in women to be ill." He shrugged. "To vomit, to feel weak. Are your breasts not sore?""I am tired more of the time, but nothing more." "Your breasts are not sore? Did I hurt you last night?"

She couldn't bear it, this insistence of his, this dis-trust. "Leave me alone, Roland. You didn't hurt melast night, not physically. You merely made me feeldefiled and helpless, worth less than nothing." There, she'd said what she felt. She watched him pale, butonly for a moment. His eyes narrowed on her face and he said, his voice even, too even, "You are certain you are with child?"

So he wondered now if even that was a lie. A lie totrap him into marriage? She marveled at his mind, and said calmly enough, "I wasn't, but the queen was. When I doubted her, she laughed and told me she had considerable experience in matters of knowing when babes were in a woman's belly. Should you like to question her, Roland?"

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you, Daria."

"Your endless distrust doesn't suit me!"

His brows lowered and his dark eyes, so full of sparkling pleasure such a short time before, were now cold as a moonless night. "Remain here. I must return to the king." He strode to the door, then said over his shoulder, "It isn't true that you have no value at all. Do you so quickly forget all the wealth you bring me?" He left her then without another word, another look.

Daria had no idea of the time. Since it was themidsummer, it would remain light until very late in the evening. She was bored, but she didn't want to go to the great hall. Her jaw still throbbed, but not as muchnow. She stood by the open window slit, a spot where she'd spent so many hours, and stared down into the inner bailey. There weren't as many people about. Itmust be later than she'd thought. Her stomach growled and she crossed her arms over her belly. It was then,sudden as a streak of lightning, that her belly cramped, nausea flooded her, and she dashed to the chamber pot and vomited up what little food she'd eaten thatday.

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